Chapter Twenty-Three: The Gangs of New York
The Sheeran family.
The name alone already gives a lot of information.
In this era, there were two kinds of gangs in New York, the Italian-born gangs and the Irish-American gangs.
And these gangs, like real estate brokerage companies, use their own surnames as gang names.
And the Sheeran family, when they hear it, is a gangster of Irish origin.
Compared with the Italian gangsters who are a little more moral, the Irish gangsters prefer to solve problems with fists and guns, and if they don't accept it, they will do it, and whoever wins has the final say.
So it's also a headache for the police.
"Is this Xie Lan family powerful?" Paul then asked.
"It's pretty big, it's in the top three in New York, and it's the most flamboyant in the Irish gang." Wesley scratched his head in annoyance, "But the gang's brains are quite smart, and I've been scraping together insufficient evidence to get it." ”
"And then, that green goblin nightclub is their lair?"
"Yes, whether it's a family gathering or a sale of stolen goods and money laundering, it's all there, and it is estimated that the family ledger is also in it, so you let your customer die quickly, and you too."
Wesley knew Paul's character, but whenever he had a goal, he would be indomitable and never give up until he achieved it.
I'm afraid that this personality will not change even after changing careers.
"I know what's going on in your head." Wesley then said to Paul, "Go back to Colonel Phillips and pull the army to level the Sheerans, isn't it?" ”
Paul smiled and shook his head: "Guess wrong, drink." ”
This little thing doesn't need Mr. X to come out.
Moreover, Paul had already made up his mind that there would be no blood in this matter.
After Wesley had punished himself with a sip of wine, Paul said, "Well... I'm thinking... Can... Find him to go to the black, take over all the territory of the Xie Lan family, and then sell the nightclub to me. ”
Wesley blinked, stunned for a moment before he realized who Paul meant by 'he'.
"Wait, I think I saw him just now." Wesley said, getting up and walking deeper into the dance floor.
Five minutes later, he returned to the booth with a drunken mustache.
"Hey, what a coincidence." Paul smiled at the mustache, "All the people I'm looking for are here." ”
The mustache was pulled into the booth in a daze, and after wiping his blurred eyes, he saw Paul sitting next to him, and immediately laughed and hugged him.
"Hey, Paul, my good brother!!"
After hugging Paul, I went to hug Wesley.
"Hahaha, my other good brother is also there."
This man's name is William. Coppola.
And Paul and Wesley were in a flying squadron.
At the same time, he is also another Italian-American gangster in New York, the young master of the Coppola family.
There is no rule that gangsters cannot join the army. Coppola joined the army as an adult, and his father was very supportive of his actions.
William is not only in the same flight squadron as Paul and Wesley, but also has a relationship with Wesley, the two cover each other in the air, and they both owe each other several lives, which is the same as that.
After retiring, one of the two entered the police station, and the other returned to the family to inherit the family business... That is, the gangster industry.
But this disparity did not interrupt their friendship.
Paul couldn't stand it anymore when he saw William holding Wesley and not letting go, and frowned: "Hey, hey, hey, you are a policeman and a gangster, it's not good to hold it like this, okay?" ”
"What's so bad." William wrapped his arms around Wesley's neck tightly, "This is the Officers' Club, our status is veteran officers, and the rest, let's talk about walking out of the club's door." ”
"That's a good point, but please let me go, there are already many people in the army who say that we are not normal." Wesley patted William's hand, "Also, when you go out, you don't have any incriminating evidence in my hands." ”
"I don't dare, but if I have evidence of other gangsters, I will definitely give it to you as soon as possible."
"Then I'll thank you in advance."
This picture is like Han Chen and Yang Jinrong meeting in the library.
It's nothing but a drunken version of Infernal Affairs.
"Alright, let's get down to business." Paul interrupted the hug between the two, "William, there's something I'm asking you to help you with, about the Sheeran family..."
"What, Xie Lan's gang provoked you?" William interrupted Paul with a yell, "I'm going to kill them right away!! ”
Wesley snorted coldly: "Come on, just that little person in your family, even Xie Lan's toilet can't be filled." ”
"So what? Dare to mess with my comrades-in-arms, many people can get it, it's a big deal, don't want this life... Vomit..."
The conversation was paused for five minutes.
After vomiting, William sobered up a little and stopped shouting for his life.
"Anyway, what are you looking for from the Xie Lan family, and what do you want me to help with?"
"I fell in love with the Green Goblin Nightclub and wanted to buy it, but the Sheeran family definitely didn't sell it, so I wanted you to help me... Collect the Sheeran family and resell it to me. ”
"You... Earnest? ”
"Very seriously."
William's eyes hiccuped...
to hide their embarrassment.
Just said that he was going to pull a team to fight, but he was drunk and crazy, and if he really did it, he couldn't do it.
After all, the survival of the entire family is at stake.
And taking the Xie Lan family in its entirety is a hundred times more difficult than pulling a team to fight.
No... It's impossible to do it.
After all.
The Sheeran family has a total of about 600 people, while the Coppola family has only more than 200 people.
What's more, the Sheeran family is now expanding aggressively, and many small gangs of Irish origin have been swallowed up by it.
At this juncture, can you still take the initiative to provoke the past?
"This... This one... This one... You might be a little sleepy. ”
"Let's not talk about difficulties, but about willingness." Paul said to William, "You say, if you can swallow the Sheeran family, are you willing to do it?" ”
"Of course I do." William didn't hesitate, "The CTMD Sheeran family just stole our entire two warehouses of flour last week, although I endured it, it doesn't mean that I have no temper!" ”
Paul frowned slightly: "Flour is..."
"Real flour, the real flour used to make bread, is nothing but smuggling." Wesley hurriedly explained for William, "If it was that kind of flour, I wouldn't be hugging him here." ”
"That'll do." Paul asked Wesley again, "What about you, if William really swallowed the Sheeran family, do you have a problem as a policeman?" ”
"Of course there is no opinion." Without thinking, Wesley said, "Don't say I don't have an opinion, my chief won't have an opinion." ”
The police are very realistic.
They know that the gangsters will never be caught, and if they catch a batch, there will be a new batch.
Therefore, what they are pursuing is not to arrest all the gangs, but to maintain law and order.
The Sheeran family is the most mischievous of the Irish gangsters.
And the Coppola family is the most moral of the Italian-American gangsters who like to preach.
If the gangsters in New York were like the Coppola family, who only made money from the sideways, but did not sell drugs or make trouble, the security in New York would be much better.
Xie Lan and Coppola choose one of the two, and you don't have to think about who will sit big.
"Okay." Paul stared at Wesley and William, "So, do we have a common goal and a common goal?" ”
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